I asked you to repeat your senior year of high school, but did you miss out on joining the military

Chapter 404 You don’t want to be decent, someone wants you to be decent
The north wind was howling and firecrackers were popping.

In Xiaozhou Village, Rong'an County, Liucheng City, Guangxi Province, Spring Festival couplets are posted on the doors of every household, and the aroma of stewed meat mixed with the smell of gunpowder from firecrackers fills the entire village.

On the streets of the village, a group of half-grown children, holding firecrackers in their hands, wandered around looking for a suitable place to set off firecrackers.

The children clutched broken bowls or took washbasins stolen from home and quietly hid in sheltered places.

They looked up at the broken bowl that was blown into the air, clapped their hands and laughed, and then went to another "battlefield" in groups to look for new rare items.

The older young people gathered in groups of three or five and asked each other to get together and talk about their gains in the past year while their friends were at home during the New Year.

Talk about plans for next year.

After a few drinks, all the bitterness and pain of the year turned into repeated truths, which I repeatedly told to my friends around me.

The older generation also gathered together, and asked about other people's children's academic performance with a smile, and gave them advice as people with experience.

This is the case every Spring Festival.

People of every age group have different views on the Spring Festival.

Just as every household was bustling with activity, a little girl ran out from the village entrance. She looked to be about thirteen or fourteen years old. She was wearing a long cotton-padded coat and a fluffy knitted hat on her head.

I trotted all the way to the village entrance.

"Dad, Mom, my brother hasn't called yet?"

"Isn't it time to come back now?"

This little girl is Chen Jun’s sister, Chen Yingying.

When Chen Jun first went to Xijing Army Border Defense Academy to study, Chen Yingying was still a little kid who just followed him around all day.

Now, nearly five years have passed, and Yingying has grown into a grown-up girl.

She has a tall figure, somewhat similar to her brother's, and is slender and graceful. She looks at the road back to the village with a pair of bright eyes, and a hint of anticipation flashes in her eyes.

My brother has rarely returned home since he joined the army. When he was in high school, he could at least return home once a month.

Now, it’s worse. You may not even see him once every two or three years.

It was even busier when the Chinese New Year was approaching, and I couldn't contact anyone at home for a month. If Chen Jun hadn't called before and told me in advance that the troops would be going on a mission, something urgent would have happened at home.

As the Chinese New Year is approaching, Chen's father Chen Baishui and Chen's mother Li Xiufen are prepared that their son will not come back to celebrate the New Year this year.

The chicken and duck are ready.

Unexpectedly, I received a call from my son this morning, saying that he would be home in the evening.

I also want to bring my girlfriend back.

Wow, this is news.

For the originally peaceful Chen family, this was no less noisy than dropping a cannonball in the yard.

People in the countryside are more simple and honest in character. Other people's daughters don't go home during the New Year, but come to their home as guests.

How can we neglect it?
It is no exaggeration to say that as soon as Chen Jun made a phone call, all the plump chicken, duck and fish, the three main dishes of the New Year, at the market not far from Xiaozhou Village, would tremble on the 29th.

Chen Baishui was responsible for preparing more New Year's goods, while Li Xiufen ran to the county supermarket to buy a new quilt and bedding.

Choose products with bright colors, high prices and good quality.

Normally, Chen's mother would feel bad if she spent a hundred dollars in the supermarket, but today she spent more than a thousand dollars on a bed and bedding, and several hundred dollars on an electric stove.

Not even a frown on his face.

Chen Yingying followed her parents' arrangements and went to the market to buy candy and various New Year snacks.

Because of Chen Jun's phone call, the whole family was mobilized.

But as it was getting later, and everything had been packed up at home, there was still no news from my son or the girlfriend he mentioned on the phone.

I went to the village entrance several times, but didn't see anyone and the phone was turned off.

All I know is that I got off the plane at Bailian Airport in Liucheng, and Chen Baishui didn’t have a car.

He couldn't run to the city to pick it up.

We can only trouble Chen Jun’s third uncle Chen Futong to drive over to pick him up. The third uncle is very kind to Chen Jun.

Upon hearing that his nephew had brought his wife back, Chen Futong canceled all his business gatherings and drove to pick him up in person.

Just as the two old people and one child of the Chen family were standing anxiously at the entrance of the village, a car finally came from the distant road and sped towards the direction of the village.

Chen Baishui rubbed his hands quickly, and rubbed his frozen face at the same time, with a simple smile on his face.

Mother Chen also smiled and prepared to greet him. At this time, whether her son was hers or not was also important.

But it is definitely not as important as a daughter-in-law.

Both of them had their expressions prepared, but when they walked to the parked car they were a little dumbfounded.

The car was indeed driven by Chen Jun's third uncle Chen Futong, but there was no one else in the car except his third uncle.

Chen Baishui stretched his head and glanced into the car several times, wondering: "Futong, where is Xiaojun?"

"You didn't see him?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Futong pushed the door and got out of the car, saying with a strange look on his face: "I did see him, but I didn't get to the front."

"Xiaojun is right behind us, let's ask him later."

As Chen Futong spoke, he pointed his hand into the distance. It was still pitch black at this time and nothing could be seen.

In order not to make Chen Baishui worry.

He described in detail the circumstances of picking up the person.

Chen Futong did go to Liucheng Bailian Airport and stood at the flagpole at the T2 exit. He thought there would be a lot of people during the New Year, so he stood in a more conspicuous place so that he could wait for the meeting.

But before he could pick up the person, he saw several military vehicles coming from the parking lot in the distance, and a group of comrades in military uniforms standing at the exit.

By the time he saw his nephew, it was too late. He had been taken away by the military vehicles.

There were too many people at the scene, and he was a little far away, so he couldn't hear what they were shouting. He wanted to drive over to see what was going on, but the road was too congested.

The parking place was different and I didn’t find anyone in the end.

Fortunately, Chen Futong knew that his nephew was an officer in the army, and he thought that it was a comrade working in the local area who would be responsible for taking over, so he didn't think it was a big deal.

I just drove back, and ended up meeting him again halfway.

This time everyone knew that they were sending Chen Jun home, and the other party was a convoy, so the speed was not that fast.

Chen Futong simply came back first.

Chen Baishui was confused when he heard Chen Futong talking about how a motorcade was sending his son back and someone was there to pick him up.

There are many people serving in the army in various counties of Guangxi Province, and there are several people from their village who have joined the army in recent years.

But I didn’t see anyone coming back or any convoy to pick them up.

When Chen Jun came back before, he didn’t receive this kind of treatment.

The four of them stood at the entrance of the village and looked at each other.

In fact, not to mention Chen Baishui and the others who were confused and had no idea what was going on, even Chen Jun himself was a little bewildered at first.

I don’t know why the people from the city military sub-district sent people to pick him and Li Haiyao up and send them back.

Later, I talked with the team leader and found out that someone from the military district had called to notify them.

As for who to notify, he knew it without thinking.

Even if it is not Political Commissar Xu, he must be related to the Political Commissar.

Because the return ticket was booked by Xu Wensheng through his connections.

After thinking clearly about the reasons, Chen Jun felt relieved.

To be honest, he is a battalion commander. No, he is not even a battalion commander now. He is officially the deputy chief of staff of the brigade.

Deputy regimental-level cadre.

According to common sense, let alone a deputy regimental-level cadre, even if you are a full-rank division-level cadre returning to your hometown, you cannot bother the people in the local military region.

It's not a system at all.

But Li Haiyao is different. She is the old man’s granddaughter and this is her first time coming to Liucheng.

Li Haiyao himself may not be high-profile, but the people in the military district have their own ideas. They want to mobilize people from the local military district to take over by relying on the old man or the Li family's reputation.

Isn't that easy?

It's just a matter of words.

We live in a society where favors are valued. Who would be stingy with such a favor that can be done with just a little effort?
Why! !

Chen Jun sat in the car, he turned his head and looked out the window at the familiar street, getting closer and closer to home. This time he came back, he wanted to spend the New Year in peace. But now it seems that even for Li Haiyao's face, he can't expect to live a peaceful New Year.

However, Chen Jun did not object.

He is not a saint, so naturally he has selfish desires. When he works hard outside, at least he has the protection of the Li family's name, no matter what his parents do back home.

Or if something goes wrong, the local authorities probably won't sit idly by.

Any care he can give him is better than having a son who is thousands of miles away and cannot be relied on.

"Turn right ahead, we're almost there."

Chen Jun was thinking about something in his mind. When he saw the familiar intersection, he hurriedly spoke to notify the comrade who was driving.

Li Haiyao was sitting aside. She was quite relaxed and was looking around curiously at the scenery outside.

Suddenly I heard Chen Jun say that they were almost there.

Li Haiyao finally understood the nervousness that Chen Jun felt when he went to Kyoto.

Because of nervousness, her slender white fingers were unconsciously clenched, and she looked a little uneasy.

How can I not be nervous?

As the saying goes, an ugly daughter-in-law has to meet her parents-in-law. Li Haiyao is definitely not ugly, but no matter how well prepared she was when she visited her parents-in-law for the first time.

Tension is unavoidable.

Perhaps sensing Li Haiyao's emotional fluctuations, Chen Jun reached out and held Li Haiyao's clenched fingers, and couldn't help but smiled and said, "Don't worry, my family is also easy to get along with."

"I have a younger sister. The little girl should be fourteen years old."

"She'll definitely like you very much."

"Yes, we have arrived at the entrance of the village."

Chen Jun had turned around and was talking to Li Haiyao. When he raised his hand and was about to point to the village entrance, he suddenly saw it under the light of the car lights.

Several familiar figures were standing outside.

Chen Jun quickly patted the seat in front of him: "Comrade, stop the car, my parents are outside."

"Let's go, Yaoyao, we're home now."

While asking the car to stop, Chen Jun happily went to get his luggage and Li Haiyao's backpack.

The convoy also stopped with a "creak" on the road at the entrance of the village.

Good guy.

During the New Year's Day, seven or eight military vehicles were parked neatly in a row at the entrance of the village, and their headlights shone directly into the village.

The child playing with firecrackers nearby stopped what he was doing, scratched his head, and looked over here.

There were also adults who had just set off firecrackers, were stroking their full bellies, and were out for a walk, looking over here curiously.

Chen Baishui, Li Xiufen, Chen Yingying and Chen Futong subconsciously made way.

Even though they knew their children were sitting in the car, they were still a little confused when so many cars stopped.

Just when they were stunned.

"Dad, mom."

A familiar voice sounded, and Chen Jun got out of the car carrying a lot of bags, and Li Haiyao was beside him helping to carry the things.

At this time, the comrades from the military sub-district who were sitting in the car got out one after another and came over to help.

The scene suddenly became lively.

"My brother is back."

Chen Yingying's face lit up with joy and she trotted over.

Chen Baishui and Chen Futong took out cigarettes from their pockets and enthusiastically offered them to each other.

"Brother, sister-in-law!!"

Chen Yingying ran over and saw a beautiful girl standing in front of Chen Jun, but the girl didn't even ask any questions.

He was not shy at all and started shouting as soon as he opened his mouth.

When Chen Jun heard the sound, he looked at his sister in surprise and reached out to rub her furry knitted hat.

I can't help but sigh in my heart, girls really change a lot when they grow up.

The last time we met, Yingying was still a little kid about 1.34 meters tall, who could only follow me around and discuss how to hide the New Year's money.

When she came back this time, she had grown into a 1.6-meter-tall girl.

"Yaoyao, this is my sister, Chen Yingying."

"Yingying, this is Li Haiyao, your future sister-in-law, but you have to call her sister for now."

"Tsk, what do you mean by later?" Chen Yingying saw that her brother was a little embarrassed, and pulled Li Xiufen over with a smile.

The saying goes, when the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law meet for the first time, not only the daughter-in-law will be nervous, but the mother-in-law will also be nervous.

Especially Li Haiyao's dress. Although it is not very fashionable, compared with the girls in the village, she can be seen at first glance as a girl from a big city.

I’m afraid that others will be dissatisfied with my family.

Li Xiufen put her hands on her body and rubbed them again and again, then she held Li Haiyao's hands, her face full of heartache.

"Girl, are you cold?"

"Why are your hands so cold? Come on, go home. It's warm at home."

Li Xiufen, who usually was fond of seeing her son, did not even look at Chen Jun today for the first time.

"Brother, you have fallen out of favor."

Chen Yingying winked playfully, turned around like a sticky candy, and followed Li Haiyao towards home.

At this time, Chen Baishui and Chen Futong also walked around, and the comrades from the military sub-district took out large and small packages of gifts from the car.

They were not overly expensive items, such as rice noodles and soy sauce purchased by the company, as well as packaged rice dumplings, bacon, fireworks, etc.

The stuff is not expensive.

But there were too many people, seven or eight cars, and twenty to thirty people. Each person carried two boxes. That guy could open a small shop.

Chen Jun himself didn't know that they had prepared gifts in advance. The villagers who were watching the fun from a distance saw this scene.

They all gathered around.

"what?"

"It's Chen Laoer's Xiaojun who's back. I wondered who it was just now."

"Come on, let us help carry it."

"Xiaojun, you are a high-ranking official in the army, right? I heard from Xiaochuan next door that you seem to be the commander of a battalion. A battalion commander is a high-ranking official, right?"

Chen Jun was originally carrying a suitcase, a backpack, and the gifts he bought, so it was a bit difficult to carry them all.

As people from the village came over, several of his suitcases were taken away at once.

Seeing that more and more people were gathering at the entrance of the village, my third uncle and my father, leading the comrades from the military sub-district, enthusiastically rushed home.

Chen Jun was also helpless.

He had not originally intended to go home in such a noisy manner, nor did he intend to do so in such a dignified manner, but the political commissar had insisted on making him do so.

Who the hell are you talking to to reason with?

A group of people marched into the village, and familiar faces and people all came out of their homes.

Many people looked at Chen Jun in surprise, even though they hadn't seen him for several years, and didn't recognize him at first.

"Happy New Year, Aunt Six."

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Uncle, Happy New Year!!"

Chen Jun walked and greeted everyone along the way. What a guy, he was going to return home peacefully.

In just a moment, a crowd of people gathered at the entrance of the village.

He knew it.

If you want to live a peaceful life this year, I'm afraid it's impossible.

(End of this chapter)